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["- Heeding the Divine Speech (the Qur'an), discerning and then obeying the commands of the Divine Power and Will as they relate to the universe (the laws of creation and life). - Overflowing with Divine Love and getting along with all other beings in the realization (originating from Divine Love) that the universe is a cradle of brotherhood. - Giving preference or precedence to the well-being and happiness of others. - Acting in accord with the demands of the Divine Will not with the demands of our own will and living in a manner that reflects our self-annihilation in God and subsistence with Him. - Being open to love, spiritual yearning, delight, and ecstasy. - Being able to discern what is in hearts or minds through facial expressions and the inner, Divine mysteries and meanings of surface events. - Visiting spiritual places and associating with people who encourage the avoidance of sin and striving in the way of God. - Being content with permitted pleasures, and not taking even a single step toward that which is not permitted. - Struggling continuously against worldly ambitions and illusions, which lead us to believe that this world is eternal. - Never forgetting that salvation is possible only through certainty or conviction of the truth of religious beliefs and conduct, sincerity or purity of intention, and the sole desire to please God. Two other elements may be added: acquiring knowledge and understanding of the religious and gnostic sciences, and following a perfected, spiritual master's guidance. Both of these are of considerable significance in the Naqshbandiyah Sufi order. The first and foremost is wakefulness (yaqaza), which is alluded to in the Prophetic saying (hadith): My eyes sleep but my heart does not, and in the saying of 'Ali, the fourth Caliph: Men are asleep. They wake up when they die. Sufis belong to a liberal tribe of Islam. Rumi, the great Iranian Sufi poet says: \u201cThe breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep\u201d There is so much life to live\u2014Rumi urges you to not let it pass you by. Do not be bound by certain rules or expectations and let your soul 51","guide you to true joy and love. In the same way, Indian Sufi poet Bulle Shah, in a \u2018kaafi\u2019 \u2018Ishaq Di Navion Navi Bahar, exhorts the initiates to enjoy the union with the Lord and forget all about the talk of rules and regulations: Fook Musala Bhan sut lota Na fad tasbi kasa sota, Ashik kehnda de de hoka Tarak halaon, khah murdar, Ishaq the navion navin bahar. Thus, Sufism represents the liberal philosophy of Islam, relating to the union of the soul with the oversoul and how it comes into \u2018vajad\u2019 [extreme joy]. Sufis while singing the praises of God forget themselves. It is a highly spiritualized state. Islam as a religion lays down several rules and regulations called Shariat which help the initiates to understand the Shariat law first, and observe its rules, then to enter Tariqat which means throwing off the worldly attachments. The third stage is Maarfat, the Murshid who guides you to the ultimate stage of Haquiqat [Revelation, Truth]. This is a very tough journey. It was the Sufis who added romance to this dreary journey, by dancing for the Murshid [the Guru], and realizing union with the Lord. RUMI: The Great Persian\/Arabic Poet Jalaleddin Rumi was one of the great spiritual masters and poetic geniuses of mankind, and the Mevlevi Sufi order was founded to follow his teachings. He was born in 1207 in Balkh in present day Afghanistan to a family of learned theologians. He died on Dec. 17, 1273. R\u016bm\u012b was a great Sufi mystic and poet in the Persian language, famous for his lyrics and for his didactic epic Mas\u0304 nav\u012b-yi Ma\u02bfnav\u012b (\u201cSpiritual Couplets\u201d), which widely influenced mystical thought and literature throughout the Muslim world. Rumi used Persian and Arabic has resulted in his being claimed variously for Turkish Literature and Persian Literature, which is a reflection of his influence in Iran and Turkey. The influence of his writings in the Indian subcontinent is also substantial. By the end of the 20th century, his popularity had become a global phenomenon, with his poetry achieving a wide circulation in western Europe and the US. 52","THE INFLIENCE OF SHAMS AL-DIN The decisive moment in R\u016bm\u012b\u2019s life occurred on November 30, 1244, when in the streets of Konya he met the wandering holy man- Shams al-Din of Tabriz. His overwhelming personality, however, revealed to Jal\u0101l al-D\u012bn the mysteries of divine majesty and beauty. For months the two mystics lived closely together, and R\u016bm\u012b neglected his disciples and family so that his scandalized entourage forced Shams to leave the town in February 1246. Jal\u0101l al-D\u012bn was heartbroken, and his eldest son, Sul\u1e6d\u0101n Walad, eventually brought Shams back from Syria. The family, however, could not tolerate the close relation of Jal\u0101l al-D\u012bn with his beloved, and one night in 1247 Shams disappeared forever. Shams was murdered, not without the knowledge of R\u016bm\u012b\u2019s sons, who hurriedly buried him close to a well that is still extant in Konya. This experience of love, longing, and loss turned R\u016bm\u012b into a poet. His ghazals (about 30,000 verses) and a large number of rubaiyat (\u201cquatrains\u201d)\u2014reflect the different stages of his love, until, as his son writes, \u201che found Shams in himself, radiant like the moon.\u201d The complete identification of lover and beloved is expressed by his inserting the name of Shams instead of his own pen name at the end of most of his lyrical poems. The D\u012bv\u0101n-e Shams (\u201cThe Collected Poetry of Shams\u201d) is a true translation of his experiences into poetry; its language, however, never becomes lost in lofty spiritual heights, and sometimes attains the quality of popular verses. Much of this poetry was composed in a state of ecstasy, induced by the music of the flute or the drum, the hammering of the goldsmiths, or the sound of the water mill in Meram, where R\u016bm\u012b used to go with his disciples to enjoy nature. He found in nature the reflection of the randiant beauty of the Sun of Religion and felt flowers and birds partaking in his love. He often accompanied his verses by a whirling dance, and many of his poems were composed to be sung in Sufi musical gatherings. R\u016bm\u012b has also left a small collection of occasional talks known as F\u012bhi m\u0101 f\u012bhi (\u201cThere Is in It What Is in It\u201d), the main ideas of his poetry recur, and a collection of letters (Makt\u016bb\u0101t) directed to different persons. His poetry is a most human expression of mystical experiences, in which readers can find their own favourite ideas and feelings\u2014from enthusiastic flights into the heavens to matter-of-fact descriptions of daily life. Dr. Jernail Singh Anand President of The International Academy of Ethics 53","Acad. Prof. Dr. BAJRAM RED\u017dEPAGI\u0106- Writer, Philosopher-Australia SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT WORLD ACADEMY OF SCIENCE AND ARTS! Dear friends and authors from all over the world! As I announced in the previous issue of Prodigy Magazine, June 2023, on behalf of Prodigy Life Academy, where I\u2019m a perennial member of the eminent board, and recently unanimously selected as its president, I feel obliged to present the first promised information about establishing, WORLD ACADEMY OF SCIENCE AND ARTS! I emphasize that we have decided to establish this non-governmental, independent, supranational, non-profit organization, adopted for the following reasons: -dominant signs of common erosion of true spiritual values at the global level, stemming from corruption at all levels, from the global political, state-national, branch-professional, institutional to individual; -historical situation of the raising process of individual awareness, with our aim of creating an egregor of collective consciousness based on the liberation from mind-programming; 54","- the necessity of implementing a missing moral-ethical code, without which art and science are alienated from nature and lead society into decadence, with results well known from the history of civilization; These are just some basic, inevitable theses, I don't want to distract your attention with further ones. SUMMARY OF THE ACADENY MANIFESTO, prepared by the President of the initiative committee, Academician, writer, and thinker, (Phd) Bajram Red\u017eepagi\u0107. This draft of the Manifesto will be considered together with the Proposal of the Statute and Rules of Procedure of the Academy at the Founding Assembly. OBJECTIVES of the Academy 1. Appeal for PEACE, PROSPERITY, TOLERANCE, AGAINST RACISM AND NEO- COLONIALISM. It implies: the fight for the truth against false values, equality before the Law, against the political domination of lies. As an ACADEMY, we want to be actively involved, freedom of thought, freedom of speech, movement, religion and cultural traditions, fight against negative tendencies, proclamation against any war, fight against poverty, corruption, alcohol, drugs. The fight against censorship in science, art, against various ideologies that violate moral, positive interpersonal standards. ALL FOR THE GOAL of developing moral and aesthetic values as a basis for future young generations, as a basis for a future healthy society. TASKS of the Academy: - APPEAL FOR PEACE, cooperation and communication, individual freedoms of individuals and peoples through a referendum. - dispelling myths about false values with the aim of focusing on counseling, as well as moral, scientific character, original attitudes and truth in all interpersonal relationships. - connecting based on projects, competitions, meetings, festivals, etc. which will enable a return to books, science, charity, research and positive values. - projects in the fight against the negative influence of alcohol, drugs, pornography, bribery, and corruption, by strengthening awareness among the youth. - develop awareness of one's own identity, creative development, oral tradition, and the exchange and dialogue of different cultural goods and cultural heritage of different peoples. - raising children's morale and strengthening family relationships. Developing human, humane values in children and young people, which are the basis of the moral values of tomorrow's life. 55","1. We announce the idea of the Initiative Board, whose president I am, for the inauguration of the WORLD ACADEMY OF SCIENCE AND ARTS, considering platforms of Spiritual Science, Metaphysics, Philosophy, Literature and Art as the leverage for raising the global consciousness and reaching the peace. 2. The Academy should bring together the most famous living minds from around the world, Europe and the Balkans 3. The Academy has an aesthetic and ethical character with the aim of providing opinions in the form of projects from all the fields 4. The Academy will have an impact, work on projects, give views and opinions in the need to protect humanity, advisory character with higher influence on the United Nations. 5. The Academy will have departments all over the world, headquarters in AMERICA with branches in all Balkan countries. 6. The mandate of the president is 4 years, as well as that of the vice-president and general secretary 7. Members of the founding assembly are elected as well as the management and supervisory board 8. The Statute of the ACADEMY and the Rulebook are being prepared, which will be discussed and adopted at the Founding Assembly. 9..At the founding assembly, the statute and the rules of procedure will be adopted and the members of the Academy's BOARDING COMMITTEE will be elected. Honorary member is Noam Chomsky. Prominent members will be famous scientists, artists and writers. Acad. Prof. Dr. Bajram Red\u017eepagi\u0107 56","INTERVIEWS 57","ZLATAN DEMIROVI\u0106-Prodigy Magazine-USA INTERVIEW WITH CROATIAN MYSTIC, PHILOSOPHER, SPIRITUAL COACH\u2026 DRAGO PLE\u010cKO-Croatia 58","ZD 1. What is your opinion about life\u2019s purpose? Have you found or reached your essential life\u2019s purpose, to what extent, and something about that? DP That is a very delicate question. After 50 years of experiences with meditation and various forms of self-produced trances I believe that we must find the way back to the Source. The Source is being in a state from which you can direct your attention in any direction and produce any effects. You are the collection of infinitely small, but disorganized, particles (the size of Planck's length). You are to put these particles\/informations in symmetrical order so that you recognize them on the intuitive level. You just \u201eknow\u201c. Cannot put in words. That is that feeling of familiarity with something we can call Higher Purpose or Force. I can switch in such state within 120 seconds. We might say I am in a hypnagogic state, so to speak, and my subconscious does not show any resistance towards my suggestions, so old traumas and stresses are melting away. It is a train of thoughts we feel as a sensation in our bodies, in a split of a second, but gradually we can see clearly our consciousness is spreading, growing. Everybody can do it. ZD 2. Your healing abilities are known, tell us about the role of life-energy, external influences on it, as well as the role of the mental aspect in the domain of physical and spiritual healing. DP There are many ways. Some are affecting all five koshas as would say in Ayurveda or acupunctural meridians as known in Chinese medicine. This is an easy way, you deal with human prana as did Mesmer. Effects can be dramatic. There are other ways in which you are trying affect deeper programs in human subconscious that some call the karmas. There are three of them. One you cannot affect. Nobody can. The other two you can but only through subliminal messages. Also, some formulas used by patients just before they fall asleep are very helpful. The list of my patients is very long, some stories you can see under Testimonials on www.dragoplecko.com 59","ZD 3. Something about the reversible aging process from your experience. DP Seemingly it does work. The last measurements known as Glycan Age that are conducted in London show that I am biologically 28 years younger than chronologically. Of course, I will not live forever but some systems in which we affect mental, physical, and energetic levels are very effective. These include 4 unknown chakras that are lost in Evolution but in their places are degenerated organs that still exist in our bodies. ZD 4. Your accomplishment in the Guinness Book of Records. DP I don't know if it was in Guinness but was a world record in scientific literature and part of PhD thesis of the late dr Vladimir Gruden. I could produce 4,1 degrees more on one palm than the other. Through pure relaxation. ZD 5. No doubt about your broad education and interest in all aspects of life. The topic of this issue is also religious aspects of the development of civilization, Joint Prayer, a little more about Sufism and Rumi. Is that also the subject of your interest? Your experiences in literature, art and creativity. DP Of course. Rumi was an enlightened saint. Shamus-i-Tabriz, Kabir also. In Sufism there is an excellent exercise called Shughal-I-Iena that gives incredible insights. If practiced 60","properly, of course. Every religion in the world is the same. Looking for God. Differences are political. ZD 6. Your message to artists all over the world? DP Every Path is right. Even a wrong path can lead to the Source! The intention is what counts. Paint and sculpt the way it comes. Don't look for it. It will find you... 61","POETRY 62","USA RICHARD W. SPISAK JR-USA LET\u2019S BAN, BOOK BANNING Let's ban, book bans That's my plan If they can take it If they can\u2019t stand. All the hurt and all their treasure sand - if they can't do, I say that's grand First they\u2019ll want to ban some book Chances are, they never looked They heard someone Who they respect Be disparaging, so they neglect To do any study! Hey it's their way They don't care what some eggheads say They have their path 63","Their mind is settled They are made of sterner metal They know what they like, And further more, don't you go Asking questions if you know, \u201cwhat's for\u201d They made their mind up, its all flash frozen Ban the song, the book, the story they have chosen. Don't sneak it past our censor darling, that act, right now would be alarming, ban the song, the book, the story. Who cares that historically it's been lauded its a glory! We\u2019re suspicious and that's our story! It's well respected by the scholars? All those egghead arguments We\u2019ve declared hollow! Besides all their opinions we just can't follow. After books, they\u2019ll ban ideas Over their hidey hole walls They just can see\u2019ah Then whole subjects, they declared banned Cause it's really ideas they can't stand. Then there\u2019s people out of favor, Who knows, it might just be your neighbor? They don't like the color of his pants But then again- it's really him they cannot stand! He might be from Afghanistan Or even Nigeria, some kind of prince, Say no more they are incensed. Then the talk will turn to some bawdy part, those intellectuals probably say it's art! But for them, it\u2019s just a naughty body part! Displayed in some stature in a park Drape it over in the dark We\u2019ll never know where next their vehicles park. Censorship an endless voyage For every close-minded closeted Annoy-age! So I say ban the banners now! But about all that censorship, let's not allow 64","And to all the would censor, this time I\u2019ll quote the BART - \u201cdon't have a cow!\u201d Its just ART! \u00a9\u00ae Richard W. Spisak Jr. Richards began his commercial, artistic life as a light artist with Mel Tanner\u2019s Lumonics. He next performed with Doctor of Lumia, Kenvin Lyman, of Dazzleland Studios. Richard has published three books, short story collections, and a poetry, collection \\\"7370 Allen Drive\\\". Richard's current project, \\\"Poets of the East,\\\" is a global interview project available on YouTube. His writing both artistic and commercial has appeared on radio, tv and podcasts. 65","ARGENTINA KARI KRENN-Argentina THERE IS NEVER ENOUGH SKY Life draws scars with smile shape, past nostalgias transform into amour and the moon that accompanies (omnipresent witness of time). I type indecisions, I fertilize verses, I reap the mysteries of greek gods. Maybe its seductive company thrill every ominous corner of my soul, there is never enough sky to protect me. 66","I comprehend its distance at the foot of so many lives that inhabit my body. I look at her, she relieves the pain, she looks at me and make me fall in love with her with much spell. The universe grant eternities, there is always a moon, at the end of a great love\u2026 or a poem\u2026 \u00a9\u00ae Kari Krenn BEHIND I claim the hidden side of the moon, the darkness where poets do not sing; where the dreams lie without return ancient alphabets of illusions (which nobody talks about). It takes down by the back of the moon a barely poem, lacerated, with the language of a translucent sad song. Inert effluvium, the suicide of a letter 67","that was unable to and its love is missing, troubled. There are silences stunning in the vacuum, the unarmed space, of no words. That side is not stepped on by lovers. None survivor climbed its latitudes. None spring tremble or flourishes, or lets nostalgia as a living soul. I claim the hidden side of the moon, the darkness where no poet sing; the geographic position that dodges, a thousand lives, dying a thousand deaths. \u00a9\u00ae Kari Krenn Kari Krenn: Argentine writer, poet and author of \\\"Inmarcesible\\\", \u201cEl hilo que colgaba de la luna\u201d and \\\"Po\u00e9mame\\\", she has cultivated artistic expression in all its facets. She worked as a specialized cultural promoter, in vulnerable contexts. From her contact with the daily lives of people who live in remote and exotic parts of the world, her poetry is born, which seeks to promote love and respect among all human beings. 68","MARCELA BARRIENTOS-Argentina EMPTY Devoid of feelings, like a dry trunk, without sap, only a slight beat remains that sighs an empty breath of life. A silence that disturbs my mind, a soundless echo of dark lies, only oblivion left its perennial traces in an ephemeral memory that I never filled. Marcela Barrientos \u00a9\u00ae Marcela Barrientos 69","SOUL OF WOMAN How many wonders there are in the feminine universe! We are warriors in every way in happiness and in pain we always give our best. We reinvent ourselves in crises, we are butterflies in constant metamorphosis. Always leaving our inevitable mark. Invisible heroines in tragic wars, although today many go to the front. It's my wish that I don't have to learn to kill when we are the ones who give life. We are a cluster of feelings but we must never forget our essence. the new world order finds us active and hopefully it will always be in line with creation, either from maternity or from our professions. We have the same biological clock as nature. We are roots and our branches bear fruit. Being a woman is a wide mystical universe and our soul in constant evolution must not allow to lose 70","what makes us different that is our main privilege. \u00a9\u00ae Marcela Barrientos Marcela Barrientos, Argentine writer, member of literary groups and host of four radio programs. I belong to Grito de Mujer, an artistic cultural group that addresses different women's issues. I am an International Press Representative at A.U.L.H.A. Founder of El Arte del Encuentro_ Live Art and Culture. Manager and Cultural Ambassador in Virtual Book Fairs. Author of five virtual books in Ediciones Calameo. Participation in several Anthologies. My first book that is available on Amazon Kindle. 71","SYLVIA OVINGTON-Argentina LIFE Walking trails listening silences hidden messages of extremes life death the deep voice is heard like whisper of wind. Life. Death. The marked points of existence, they break down in words, mute expressions of lost dreams. And blue birds sing calling the magic of the woods. A violin sounds and a tune hums ancient mysteries. 72","Fairies and goblins tell of past lives. And I watch and listen. How does dead time taste? Crazed sea salt flavor fulminate my feeling in your hands. Whirlwind tasting, the inhospitable geography of your amazement I want to find you in the parallel of the enraged longing. Pepper and honey. And this shadow that I breathe rough texture in my mouth. It is not the expected encounter. You are not, he who has left. You are not, he who has returned. Desires and reasons abound I know that I am banishing you from my life even though it burns the bowels like acid. \u00a9\u00ae Sylvia Ovington Sylvia Ovington was born in Buenos Aires, on January 27. Lic Legal, political and social sciences. She publishes virtually and has participated in several Latin American Anthologies. She participates in radio programs with my lyrics and those of other poets. She collaborated in some programs occasionally and in others weekly. She wrote a column for a program for two and a half years. She is participating in virtual magazines with her poems and articles. 73","RUBEN CARLOS GAVALOTTI ROA-Argentina KNOCK THREE TIMES Ana... If you are there, knock three times. Knock Knock! Ana. I said three times... Oh! Sorry, I forgot one, I have so many worms to attend to. Anna, tell me... How are you? I don't know, not very well, it's all dark and humid here, but I'm not complaining, the saying goes: The skull doesn't squeak! Ana took her complaints and protests, 74","and her kite laugh that lifted her up above the hostile floor of the sorrows of life. Maybe someone one day will pass next to her grave and will carry some specks of dust of her bones in the shoes and sometime later traveling very far let go those specks of dust that will come back to earth to the forests of Liechtenstein, her grand-grandfather\u00b4s land. \u00a9\u00ae Rub\u00e9n Carlos Galavotti Roa SEAGULL IN BLUE What to do with so much blue overflowing the eyes? Drowned gaze, under the immensity, a seagull comes to rescue it. \u201cI have to get a lot of wood\u201d even though I don't want to shipwreck inside, in my own storm. Winds of incoherence blow. White twists, high foam spiral and light. Summer afternoon (dense sun and fluid blue) it smells sweet of truce and rosebush. 75","What frontier of uncertainty has the shadow won? Bolt and rust, iron gate, rusty hinges, blue did not find the knocker. Lonely seagull, pale and undefeated speck on the canvas. Maybe I see myself spinning in the gray and the green. Duality of grass and cement. So much blue for a single bird with no flock. So much gray and so much green shared by so many. I can choose, it is my advantage. \u00a9\u00ae Rub\u00e9n Carlos Galavotti Roa Rub\u00e9n Carlos Galavotti Roa was born in Bah\u00eda Blanca, retired, is a self-taught poet and storyteller. He published a book of stories \\\"Sahumerios de Provenzal\\\". He has gone through several jobs, a mechanical workshop, a milk pasteurizer, a refrigerator, a hardware store, until he became a radio operator and a few more. He currently edits radio programs broadcasting poetry and music. He likes the guitar and is a lover of classical music, cycling and photography 76","JUAN CARLOS FERRER-Argentina KISSING THE FLUSH The wind beats the branches of the willow of Entre R\u00edos wicker, they say its name. For those who my loneliness predict do not swim the waters of my wide channel. The simple of nature without death mends hope with sunbeams that dye between clouds of the flush like cheeks with the first kiss. No scar is left on my soul of my old and sad solitudes of affectionate lies. Although there are beings that shine haughtily I will go through the field screaming alone 77","with love from my land... ALIVE! ... ALIVE! \u00a9\u00ae Juan Carlos Ferrer POEM FOR THE GRILL To be able to explain, I am Argentine, with miseries, egos and feelings. In fourteen verses I will say what I feel about food and wine pleasures. Roast in patios, fields or river; fire, music, family, friends, fernet, wine, beer maybe I say, having a guitar boredom cries. Salami and cheese, from my land to the mouth,, Chimichurri that marinates a chorip\u00e1n. Joys that my Argentina evokes. Ready table, in the shade or in the dining room, varied colors in salads. Loud applause for the grill! (Fernet is a common drink in Argentina. Chorip\u00e1n is a sausage within two pieces of bread.) \u00a9\u00ae Juan Carlos Ferrer 78","Juan Carlos Ferrer born in Rosario, Argentina ,used to be a circus artist. He has been living in Carcara\u00f1\u00e1 since 1978. He is an expert classifier of oil grains, he was general secretary of a public guild, now a technical director of Argentine soccer, he has been distinguished with \\\"Arco de C\u00f3rdoba\\\" in 2020, 21 and 22. He writes poems, prose and fables and has participated in an anthology. He is currently a baker. 79","INDIA Dr. SHAILESH GUPTA VEER-India WE HAVE TO STAND FIRM Actual or virtual World is world- At both places We will find Good and bad people, We don\u2019t have to be desperate, We have to stand firm! Actual or virtual World is world- We should Never be disappointed, And always do our work honestly. Some people Will push us And try to knock us Down, We don\u2019t have to be desperate, We have to stand firm! 80","Actual or virtual World is world- If here are Some people jealous of you, Some people also love you. If some people here Don\u2019t think good for you, Some people never want your inauspicious. We have to try to end The dominance of evil, We don\u2019t have to be desperate, We have to stand firm! Actual or virtual World is world- The battle between Good and evil Continues for centuries, Good always wins Goodness proves Itself right In each and every hard time. Almighty God is always with Good We have always seen. We will win again Again and again We will never leave the truth, We don\u2019t have to be desperate, We have to stand firm! \u00a9\u00ae Shailesh Gupta Veer MAGICAL AURA I have A beautiful picture In front of me And a million thoughts In my mind I do write But can I ever tell her, 81","Her charming face With resplendent nature Captivates me Her glistening teeth Create the illusion Of being twinkling stars Her lagoon blue dress Creates power In the atmosphere And its brightness merges With the blueness of the sky And becomes one, I try to break away From the glare of This magical aura But all my attempts fail... Being covered with a veil Her half visible well-groomed hair Feels like it\u2019s about to rain, I stop and gaze Again and again...! L look into her enticing eyes She is watching me With her deep eyes, With a lovely pink smile I also smile, Suddenly, the stars Disappear from the sky The weather is Spreading its magic, Due to the strong winds, The coolness increases too much She put her purse aside I make her wear A navy blue jacket She starts Staring at me Lovingly, Wow! What is the change Starts raining heavily! 82","I drown In her dreams Forever Without saying, \u201cLove you, darling!\u201d And without listening Her reply, \u201cYou are the best thing That ever Happened to me!\u201d \u00a9\u00ae Shailesh Gupta Veer Shailesh Gupta Veer is a poet, critic, reviewer, editor, blogger and multi-prize winner. He is bilingual and writes in English & Hindi. His literary works are characterized by a high degree of creativity and authenticity. He has edited about two dozen literary books and 83","RAJUMONI SAIKIA-India SALTED TEARS No man is permanent, It's like the monsoon rainfalls come and go. They are only guests of the earth. All self-respect, ego are completely overshadowed,turned into soil . Salted tears are tested honey when cry for the dying people. Converting to a sea playing with waves, breaking out the banks. Love lives for a long time, Only love life span is longer than that of a human being alive . A long time of sadness makes me more loving even after a man is dead. Love is more permanent than me. The fibre of my poetry is a history of many such sadnesses. \u00a9\u00ae Rajumoni Saikia 84","LIFE IS AN EXERCISE Life is a unique practice. No one knows what is waiting for us ! The ball I kicked returned to me after hitting the goal post. That's how every outcome of life comes back to me in pain and agony. In fact, closing eyes we can even look at ourselves; If only we could ever hear the eloquent proclamation, born or unborn, young or old, healthy or sick, every person is small in the holy image of God. We can move on We can come back too We can look at ourselves in the mirror. Let's kick the ball to the goal-post once again, at the same speed. Let's start this unique practice once again. Thus continue again and again. \u00a9\u00ae Rajumoni Saikia Rajumoni Saikia (MA, B.Ed) is a multilingual poet (Assam,India). He writes in Assamese, English, Bengali and Hindi. Rajumoni has participated in several literary festivals and poetry meetings organized in National and International level. He received Several awards for literature. He is an author of 27 books. 85","SAUDI ARABIA NASSER AL SHAIKHAHMED-Saudi Arabia PEACE SHALL PREVAIL The course of perfect accord can be proved Even with twists and turns, like a winding grooved Wars keep interfering, killing us with rockets, driving us to question if repose is just brackets. No reconciliation can be achieved and true, If there were no obstacles and bumps to get through, testing our patience, our strength, and our will, making us wonder if we ever have the skill. But through the hardships and the strife, We will learn to cherish truce in our life, To hold on to and never let go, 86","To weather the storms and the ebb and flow. For nothing worth having comes easy, All things in time are hard and queasy, But with concord as our guiding light, This world would be sunny and bright. So let us embrace the harmony path, And all the bounties that it hath, For in the end, our freedom will shine And we'll know that life would be fine. \u00a9\u00ae Nasser Al Shaikhamed IN THE CORNER OF YOUR EYES I cannot put my feet down on the ground fearing they would disturb your shadow are you in there? I feel you right here in my arm. You're running fast, l willl catch your breaths for you. When I was a child, I was dreaming of you to see you arriving, to see you dancing here I come, I am your symphony making the rocks moving in harmony. There is no pain on the horizon you keep shifting me; you keep me in the shell you\u2019re coming through the wind to give me a thrill. I can hear the drums playing there is no harm you're receiving while the music making me swaying I have gotten sick, your love has got me you flanged your arrow of passions; you flanged your dice. Then cast your spell on the mountains but I pretended to be as cold as ice nothing to lose, playing by the rules. 87","Just a little pin prick made me realize you\u2019re holding on to me in the corner of your eyes. \u00a9\u00ae Nasser Al Shaikhamed Nasser Al Shaikhamed is a SAUDI ARABIAN poet who writes poetry and short story in Arabic and English. Went to school at Sonoma State University in California, USA. Although his field of study is far away from literature, but his soul is immersed in poetry and writing. He is a member of: All Poetry.com Soul Asylum Poetry Radio IPF- Anthology Publishing. Poets without Borders Voracious Polyglots His poetry has been published and will be published in Poetry Anthologies and different literal magazines. He has translated from English to Arabic several poetries work for poets from USA, Japan and Australia and published his translation in local journals He has published one poetry book in Arabic( \u202b\u0627\u0644\u0639\u0631\u0627\u0641\u0629\u202cara\u2019fa) in 2013 by ( Arabian house for science and publishing). 88","GREECE EVA LIANOU PETROPOULOU-Greece I SAW I saw in the flames... The crying faces of each branches A big why??? Why you burn the trees??? Why you destroy your future I saw in flames their tears... I saw my face So sad face Why you burn the trees?? The birds don't sing The animals The fox The wolves The sheeps The dogs The horses The cat 89","Have no voice anymore Nobody has a voice The flames take it away.... \u00a9\u00ae Eva Lianou Petropoulou I WISH I wish i had a love A love as it should be No more take and take... I wish I had a friend As friends should be Be close to hard times Listen to our wishes Support us I wish i had met a person That could understand me Only from my eyes Or my mood But if i had all that Maybe i would never write poems Poetry is my path Poetry is my strength \u00a9\u00ae Eva Lianou Petropoulou Eva Petropoulou-Lianou, author children literary and poet was born in Xylokastro, Greece. Initially she loved journalism and in 1994 she worked as a journalist for the French newspaper \\\"Le Libre Journal\\\" but her love for Greece won her over and she returned in 2002. He has published books and eBooks: \\\"Me and my other self, my shadow\\\" Saita publications, \\\"Geraldine and the Lake elf\\\" in English - French, as well as \\\"The Daughter of the Moon\\\", in the 90","4th edition, in Greek - English, Oselotos publications. Her work has been included in the Greek Encyclopedia Haris Patsis, p. 300. Her books have been approved by the Ministry of Education and Culture of Cyprus, for the Student and Teacher library. Her new books, \u201cThe Fairy of the Amazon Myrtia \\\"dedicated to Myrto with a disability, and\\\" Lefkadios Hearn, Myths and Stories of the Far East \\\", illustrated by Sumi-e painter Dina Anastasiadou, are released in 2019. She recently published her book,\\\" The Adventures of Samurai Nogas san \\\"in English by the publishing house , based in England. The daughter of the moon in Greek language Editor Prodigy Published The pencil.and other stories EditorProdigy Published. Collaborates with the electronic literary magazine The poet magazine. She is his partner International Literary Union based in America. Collaborates for the promotion of literature and promotes the work of Greek poets. Eva is a member of the \\\"Association Alia Mundi Serbia\\\", the \\\"International Society of Writers and Artists of Greece\\\" and the \\\"Piraeus Society of Letters and Arts\\\" as well as the Corinthian Writers Society. President of GREECE association Mille Minds of Mexico. Presidente of Greece Global UHE Peru. International Ambassador of e _magazine Namaste India. Advisor and Editor in chief Web magazine China. Advisor Member of editorial board Las Olas del Arte Magazine Belgium. Literary agent Cooperatevwith Greek site Polis magazine. 91","DESPOTIDIS DIMOSTHENIS-DIMITRIOS-Greece LIFE\u2019S GOING ON IN A BLINK OF AN EYE Life either harsh, or calm, is going up the hill, to the most extraordinary dimensions. Believe it or not, Our fate is predetermined. Without grief and sorrows, without trust, everyone has to admit, the river is not going back, only forth, besides any anger, any threat. Evolution is the key word. Only fools do not accept, how lucky we are, the future in our hands firmly to hold. Reality is made of dreams, dreams are made through pain, \u00a9\u00ae Despotidis Dimosthenis-Dimitrios 92","ENVIRONMENT AT STAKE Today, as never before, nature is at stake. Hills, forests, oceans, lakes, would never be the same again. Nor a sign was heard, neither a word could be spread. Humanity has to realize that one way, or another, lives are dependant upon nature. We, as people, have to value each action, each project, work towards a common goal, the protection of nature. Life goes on and on, Unprecedentedly, ruthless, aimless, for so long. Only aiming at your emotions would be the key word. \u00a9\u00ae Despotidis Dimosthenis-Dimitrios Despotidis Dimosthenis - Dimitrios is of Greek origin and a Year 11 student, of the International school of Athens, Campion. In 2021 he published his first poetic compilation under the title \u2018\u2019Searching for my footsteps\u2019\u2019. Dimosthenis won the 1st position in the International Poetry Competition of the \u2018\u2019Never Such Innocence Foundation\u2019\u2019 with his poem under the title \u2018\u2019Inspirational poem\u2019\u2019. NSI Ambassador. A Honorary Distinction from the Literary Union of the Writers of Northern Greece, with his poem \u2018\u2019Thoughts of life\u2019\u2019. A Exofficio member of the Athenian Association. A Literature Director of the International Action Art. Honorary Prize from the Museum of Philhellenism and the Society for Hellenism and Philhellenism. 93","Honorary Member of the Union of Literary Writers of the Five Continents. COBIS Student Achievement Award for 2022 representing CAMPION SCHOOL. Honorary medal from the Federation of Hellenic American Societies New England. March 2023 \u2013 Panorama International Literature Awards 2023 \u2013 Panorama Prodigy Award. June 2023 \u2013 Appointed as Youth Ambassador in the International Academy of Ethics in India. June 2023 \u2013 Letter received by the Children\u2019s General Hospital of Athens Penteli for his great generosity in assisting less privileged children supplying their needs. June 2023 \u2013 President of Youth Mil Mentes Por Mexico Association Greece He speaks four languages, English, Greek, French and Spanish. 94","BOSNIA AND HERZEGOVINA FERIDA DURAKOVI\u0106-Bosnia and Herzegovina WHO\u2019S THAT CRYING BEHIND THE WALL Sarajevo, from both sides of the wall, from both sides of the river, 1993 Who\u2019s that crying behind the wall? If they\u2019re ours Let\u2019s mourn them If they\u2019re theirs Let\u2019s dump them Let them cry Let them croak Let them starve Let them be lonesome But 95","What if it\u2019s an old woman crying behind the wall? What if it\u2019s a lonely child crying behind the wall? A little girl, raped? The helpless have no kin or army or party Or words of solace So what about the helpless? Forget them Fuck them They\u2019re not ours And they\u2019re not theirs either See how they dumped them on us Let them cry Let them croak Let them starve Let them be lonesome But what if they aren\u2019t theirs or ours Whose are they then? I think they\u2019re ours They should be ours We\u2019re helpless they\u2019re helpless They\u2019re ours Ours they\u2019re not Forget them Fuck them They aren\u2019t ours 96","They\u2019re no-one\u2019s Who\u2019s to blame anyway Just look at you\u2014 They\u2019re yours You should be over there behind the wall just like them! \u00a9\u00ae Ferida Durakovi\u0107 Postscript: The war I suffered through from 1992 to 1995 is still going on in my thoughts today. This poem is my way to speak\u2014bypassing ideologies, politics and the newly formed \u201cstates\u201d\u2014about how there is no such thing as a just war, that civilians, in every war, have nothing but lines of verse with which to cover themselves if somebody humiliates them, beats them, tortures them, locks them up, wounds or murders them. Civilians. The collateral damage of every war and all conflicts of all armies and all ideologies in this part of the world, especially nationalistic ones. My grandmother, who died in besieged Sarajevo in 1995, was born in 1911 and over the course of her lifetime she made her way through three wars: the First World War, the Second World War, and this one, one of many in the Balkans. I made it through only this one, one of the many in the Balkans. If we follow this trajectory and its symbolism, my daughter, born in 1996, will not experience the fate of the women in her family. And she\u2019ll live a healthy, happy, long life\u2026 Just preserve her from the hearing of evil. 97","WHO\u2019S THAT CRYING BEHIND THE WALL, 2 Sarajevo, from both sides of the wall, from both sides of the river, 2020 Neighbor, did you hear that last night? The kid wailing in the apartment next door? All night long I never slept a wink Well, must be those migrants Devil take them Why choose our building to come to Neighbor B. says they\u2019re from Iraq They\u2019re hardly able to choose Lucky for them they have somewhere to sleep That\u2019s surely the crying of a sickly child Spare me your sentiment Whatever moved them to travel with a child? Who sent them out into the wide world and to us, of all places, in this hole in the wall Please, spare me! But, the kid\u2019s just a child who can hardly be blamed for being born Maybe they have nothing to eat And the kid\u2019s sick Maybe they have no medicine I doubt the kid\u2019s crying for joy You, my dear, are such a bleeding heart 98","Obviously you\u2019re a poet This is all according to plan They move into our buildings Change our genes Nothing random here Spare me, like they\u2019ve chosen Bosnia To settle here\u2014out of all the countries in the world Were you a refugee during the war? I was, yes, in Sweden But I had no cell phone like they have Thank God I\u2019m white so I fit in But these here are out to taint our seed All this is a conspiracy against European civilization! It\u2019s just that you don\u2019t understand You\u2019re such a gullible fool Like all poets And besides If you love them so much Be my guest Take them home with you! Postscript: The Slovenian police found thirteen migrants from Iraq, two of them children (six and eleven) who had hidden in a freight truck and suffered from dehydration and a shortage of oxygen. Some of them required medical care after 99","they were found on Tuesday during a routine check on the border with Croatia. The migrants had traveled several hours from Bosnia and Herzegovina (BiH) through Croatia, packed into compartments with scant oxygen, in a truck with BiH license plates. The police arrested the truck driver from Bosnia-Herzegovina and another person who was with him in the vehicle. BUT: Will freedom know how to sing The way captives have sung of it?[1] ___________________ [1] Branko Miljkovi\u0107 Translated from Bosnian: Ellen Elias-Bursac \u00a9\u00ae Ferida Durakovi\u0107 Ferida Durakovic (Bosnia-Herzegovina), poet, prose writer, columnist, editor, translator, graduated from the Faculty of Philosophy. Her first collection of poems, published in 1977, earned two literary awards for the best young author. Her published titles include 25 books of poetry, prose, columns, essays, literature for children, and poetry selections. Books of her selected poems were published the U.S.A (1999), Bulgaria (2015), Italy (2015), and Poland (2019). She received the Fund for Free Expression Award USA in 1993; the Vasyl-Stus Freedom-to-Write Award in 1999. Her children book was nominated for Astrid Lindgren Book Award in 2002. The most recent book of prose, Ne la\u017eem Tita mi, was published in 2022. She held the position of Executive Director of the PEN Centre in B&H from 1992 until 2013. She lives in Sarajevo with her husband, daughter, and four cats. 100"]